Wow. Tubes is still bashing on Gentle Giant? Damn dude. What happened? They wouldn't let you blow them after a show? And speaking of Gentle Giant shows. I saw them a bunch of times and they were one of the best live bands I ever saw.

But seriously, Tubes. It's okay if you don't like them. I think you have "funny ways."

Funny Ways by Gentle Giant

I'm sorry to have been so much of a boreBut in my own funny way I find I learn much more.I realise what you think from your eyes,But in your own funny ways I find I learn much more.

My ways are strangeThey'll never changeThey stay, strange ways

I'm sorry to have been so close from the start,But for all that I cared we could be miles apart.I understood that you never wouldUnderstand a way of life that I never could.

My ways are strangeThey'll never changeThey stay, strange ways

Go your own way or wait for meGo your own way or wait for meGo your own way or wait for meGo your own way or wait for me

And so you see what happened to meSince the time when I judged my life in nights and daysI realised that my life was liesSo you see what I mean with all my funny ways.I'm sorry to have been so much of a boreBut in my own funny way I find I learn much moreFunny ways, Funny ways, Funny ways, Funny ways.

Omg. Incubus could very well be on par with Jigsaw for the tragic heart breaking scenarios. Also. That is another fine interpretation. Really enjoy what you have to say here. I also of course totally agree about Fish being a master lyricist. Great stuff. Love it. Thank you for your insight. Oh the TRAGETY of rising actors. Fish is too good for her...dream or no dream. Lol. :)

Thank you

I agree with you on Jigsaw: "Dream coins for the fountains, or to cover your eyes". I think poetically it's much more literal and direct than Incubus. It doesn't really tell a linear story that leaves much to interpret, but has Fish turning some great metaphors to describe the death of a relationship. Ya, Fish was the man.

Huddled in the safety of a pseudo-silk kimono wearing bracelets of smoke....It's a strong image, isn't it?

Don't even get me started on Misplaced Childhood. There's enough wonderful poetry there to keep us analyzing for days.

"So I reached for a bottle and he reached for the door, and I picked up the sleeping pills crushed in the floor. Inviting me to casual obscenity"

The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood
From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog

These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten
The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood
It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings
These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken
Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water
Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water....

Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls.

What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right?

Ok. It's time. Lets get Fields Of The Nephilim on PA. They rightfully belong here.

The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood
From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog

These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten
The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood
It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings
These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken
Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water
Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water....

Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls.

What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right?

I like it, "Hacked, Severed and Forgotten" could have been the title of a Peter Hammill song. I was intrigued so I hit youtube and listened to the whole album. First time I've heard them...vaguely remind me of My Dying Bride's, "As the Flower Withers". Nice marriage of words and music...though without your translation I doubt I could have picked them out

No offense, intended to you yourself mokito, but you do ALMOST sound like a condescending elitist douchebag; 1 Corinthians 3:18: Let no man deceive himself. If any man among you seemeth to be wise in this world, let him become a fool, that he may be wise.

Interesting that the wisest of the fools would quote that and assume himself a bigger fool?

Judging others ... make sure you can look in the mirror first ... and not throw up!

... none of the hits, none of the time ... you might actually find your own art, or self!

I always thought the gravestone and flower were allusions to the death of his spilt seed and his own mourning (self pity) about it. The message: Don't jack off. You're killing potential people.

Fish would not make such a statement and it's a wild leap of imagination to interpret it that way.

Incubus continues from where The Web finishes. For clues compare "You're all but forgotten, A mote in my heart" from The Web with " I've played this scene before, I the mote in your eye" from Incubus - they are thematically linked through photographs "Faded photos exposing pain"/"The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images".

The Web was about a person not letting go after the end if a relationship, Incubus is the same person discovering compromising photographs from that relationship and realising the embarassment they could cause to the ex-girlfriend now. "With no flower to place before this gravestone" is merely an observation that there is no one mourning the death of that old relationship.

If you cannot be wise, pretend to be someone who is wise and then just behave like they would - Neil Gaiman

No offense, intended to you yourself mokito, but you do ALMOST sound like a condescending elitist douchebag; 1 Corinthians 3:18: Let no man deceive himself. If any man among you seemeth to be wise in this world, let him become a fool, that he may be wise.

Oh, come on, dude. Name-calling, and then quote the Bible? Have you no grace at all? Stop giving Christianity a bad name through your relentless bombast of this forum. PLEASE!

The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood
From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog

These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten
The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood
It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings
These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken
Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water
Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water....

Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls.

What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right?

I like it, "Hacked, Severed and Forgotten" could have been the title of a Peter Hammill song. I was intrigued so I hit youtube and listened to the whole album. First time I've heard them...vaguely remind me of My Dying Bride's, "As the Flower Withers". Nice marriage of words and music...though without your translation I doubt I could have picked them out

Yeah. I guess I should have warned people about the 'vocal' work and style on ASHES TO THE GRAIN. It's the best I know and clearly the musicianship is what I really enjoy most with Agalloch. I absolutely love the interplay with the acoustic and electric guitars. So brilliant!! Also. The grim, bleak nature of the album had me totally curious.
Their are moments where HAUGHM has a softer vocal approach where is a little easier to digest and make out the lyrics!
All in all. Agalloch are a great find for me and I bought 'the mantle' as well. Should be another poetic genius effort that will arrive in my mailbox next week. Anyway. Glad you liked it!

Ok. It's time. Lets get Fields Of The Nephilim on PA. They rightfully belong here.

The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood
From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog

These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten
The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood
It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings
These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken
Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water
Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water....

Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls.

What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right?

I like it, "Hacked, Severed and Forgotten" could have been the title of a Peter Hammill song. I was intrigued so I hit youtube and listened to the whole album. First time I've heard them...vaguely remind me of My Dying Bride's, "As the Flower Withers". Nice marriage of words and music...though without your translation I doubt I could have picked them out

Also. Have you listened to Van Der Graf Generator's GoldBluff? To you have an appreciation in General For Hammil's song writing lIke say for, ARROW. ? Anyway how. Just curious. I want to explore more of VDGG's music.

Ok. It's time. Lets get Fields Of The Nephilim on PA. They rightfully belong here.

I always thought the gravestone and flower were allusions to the death of his spilt seed and his own mourning (self pity) about it. The message: Don't jack off. You're killing potential people.

Fish would not make such a statement and it's a wild leap of imagination to interpret it that way.

Incubus continues from where The Web finishes. For clues compare "You're all but forgotten, A mote in my heart" from The Web with " I've played this scene before, I the mote in your eye" from Incubus - they are thematically linked through photographs "Faded photos exposing pain"/"The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images".

The Web was about a person not letting go after the end if a relationship, Incubus is the same person discovering compromising photographs from that relationship and realising the embarassment they could cause to the ex-girlfriend now. "With no flower to place before this gravestone" is merely an observation that there is no one mourning the death of that old relationship.

The continuation of THE WEB eh? Wow. Very interesting and the way you explain it sounds quite accurate. Thank for this. :)

Ok. It's time. Lets get Fields Of The Nephilim on PA. They rightfully belong here.

Musically, you can't even compare Marillion to Genesis. Marillion is, if I were to use the familial analogy, the half-retarded step-child of Genesis. The power of the music itself, is, in my experience, the best initial indicator of quality in the lyric. Classic Genesis beats Neo-Prog any day.

Poetry exists rather or not there is tonal accompaniment so comparing Marillion and Genesis musically is irrelevant.

With the exception that you are saying that to a group of people that do not read poetry and do not know/understand that it has a history of thousands of years and is a literary concept ... and they do not know if the lyrics they like fit the mold or not, and worse ... many of them are not interested in finding out!

So, what's left? ... the obvious comparison! Or as John Lennon would say ... working class heroes!

There are MANY great poets in rock music. But, sadly, many of them are buried in a bunch of "lyrics" because no one knows/reads anything else, to get a better idea of what it is all about. And just like here, most can only quote the top ten, and they have no idea that they are mis-representing the word "poetry" grossly! All they are doing is making Stairway to Heaven and Mick Jagger sound like poetry! And they aren't! But that's not to say that they can not write very nice lyrics that stand up well, and folks remember them!

One kinda has to learn to read these things away from the music ... the work stands up very well. Most pop music and even Genesis lyrics, do not stand up well to poetry, but they are very well written, and defined, to make it better ... there was an effort by Peter Gabriel to make this "better" than just a lyric!

FISH is good, probably more clever than good, but not a "poet" per se. Fish is more of an actor with the words, than anything which helps the story telling side of things ... he knows how to act through these! Roy Harper and Peter Hammill in his solo works would be the bonafide true poets of progressive music, in the past 40/50 years. There are others, and it's hard to not consider Patti Smith and her style, either, but sadly, the majority of folks here are not interested in a serious discussion on poetry ... they can only discuss their "favorites"! ... and of course, compare it to Genesis! ... gotta have the token mention!

Edited by moshkito - June 23 2013 at 10:39

... none of the hits, none of the time ... you might actually find your own art, or self!

Musically, you can't even compare Marillion to Genesis. Marillion is, if I were to use the familial analogy, the half-retarded step-child of Genesis.

Absolute bullsh*t on a stick....and despite the more obvious moments in the intitial recordings and debut album from Marillion, they completely moved away from that and made their own style very quickly. It's a lazy recycled ignorant opinion from someone who probably never bothered to actually listen to more than a few bits of their music.

Tubes wrote:

Classic Genesis beats Neo-Prog any day.

Cool...Yes, Genesis is one of the legends for a reason, but thanks for completely dismissing an entire sub-genre of bands that have put out some amazing music too.

The texture of the soul is a vermillion flood
From a wound carved from an oath; it fills the riverbank a sanguine fog

These arms were ment to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten
The texture of timevidvs whisper that echoes across the flood
It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, though ever sullen bough it sings
These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, Unearthed and broken
Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these LIMBS into water
Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast the stone into water....

Ok. Wow. This is heavy doom and gloom and such a bleak outlook on the nature of our souls.

What do you guys think? Beautiful and brutal right?

I like it, "Hacked, Severed and Forgotten" could have been the title of a Peter Hammill song. I was intrigued so I hit youtube and listened to the whole album. First time I've heard them...vaguely remind me of My Dying Bride's, "As the Flower Withers". Nice marriage of words and music...though without your translation I doubt I could have picked them out

Also. Have you listened to Van Der Graf Generator's GoldBluff? To you have an appreciation in General For Hammil's song writing lIke say for, ARROW. ? Anyway how. Just curious. I want to explore more of VDGG's music.

Ya, you could say I've heard Godbluff...I bought the masterpiece in 1977 Seriously, your collection of lyrical poetry isn't complete until you've experienced at least the 1st 8 VDGG (up to 1977) as well as the 1st 11 PH solo albums (up to 1982). Hammill has also published 2 books of poetry/lyrics/stories, 1974's "Killers, Angels, Refugees" and 1982's "Mirrors, Dreams, Miracles" but good luck finding those as I believe they'be been out of print for 20+ years.

I always thought the gravestone and flower were allusions to the death of his spilt seed and his own mourning (self pity) about it. The message: Don't jack off. You're killing potential people.

Fish would not make such a statement and it's a wild leap of imagination to interpret it that way.

Incubus continues from where The Web finishes. For clues compare "You're all but forgotten, A mote in my heart" from The Web with " I've played this scene before, I the mote in your eye" from Incubus - they are thematically linked through photographs "Faded photos exposing pain"/"The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images".

The Web was about a person not letting go after the end if a relationship, Incubus is the same person discovering compromising photographs from that relationship and realising the embarassment they could cause to the ex-girlfriend now. "With no flower to place before this gravestone" is merely an observation that there is no one mourning the death of that old relationship.

I found a clip of "Incubus" with Fish explaining his lyrical intention. He doesn't specifically mention "The Web" or the "flower and gravestone", but does tell an amusing story of an embarrassing photograph

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